Argh, we were moving and I had all our clothes packed up in garbage bags (bad idea i guess) and he had one bag of clothes that were mostly rags and we were gonna toss them in a dumpster along the way. Sooo he threw them in a dumpster behind a restaurant and halfway across the country I found out it turned out to be the bag full of all my favorite homemade and funky clothes. From the first pair of patchwork pants I had made to an awesome grateful dead shirt I had just traded some of my nice crystals for... I know its a lesson in not getting so attached to material things, but I still cried. It was definitely a bummer.
awwwww no that definately sucks its not the material things matter, but its still kinda upsetting. artistic folks like ourselves use alot of colour and fun in our clothing becasue its another expression of who we are on the outside. I see my clothes kind of like a canvas i wear.
my mom did that to my sisters and I when we were in our teens. she found out we sere smoking weed, so she threw away all our hip clothes and made us wear dresses, that was in the 70's, but I still remember some of my cool things.
sorry to hear that sister.. but that just gives you more reason to make yourself some new clothes! losing clothes is the best way to start over
aaaaah! I hate it when that happens! I've had that happen to me on more than one occasion ~ my family moved around quite a few times when I was growing up... each time we moved we always made a box or two of our stuff to donate to some thrift store before we moved out of that town... on more than one occasion, I've had a box of my really good things (ie books, clothes, toys) up and leave to the thrift store!
Argh! My DH did that to some of our kids clothes. I had just organized and seperated all the clothes they had grown out of, donated the blah clothes, put the cutest stuff in trashbags (oops) and labeled them with tags. I put the bag by the basement door to take down later, and my DH picked it up and dropped it by the curb! He said he thought it was trash. (LABELED TRASH?!) Luckily it wasn't trash day. But for 15min I felt the way you must feel. I'm so so sorry! *hugs
